I don't know what's wrong with me. This week. This month.
I can barely go to sleep at night and manage to be late for my classes at noon the next day.
I barely eat because I feel like throwing up whenever I see food.
I barely drink, anything. I feel dehydrated.
I'm always hot.
I'm always dizzy.
My brain is short-circuitting, making me think things that aren't true. Making me believe things that aren't true.
Things that used to pass me by as normal now annoy the hell out of me.
Things that used to annoy the hell out of me make me wanna scream and cry.
I'm freaking out.
I'm paranoid.
I need a hug. (Or maybe I don't?)
I need time.
I need space.
I need my boy.
I need my friends.
I need me back.
And I only wish this was PMS...
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